Everyone followed Lynch's pointed direction and easily noticed that a thick fog was now rising over the Dormant Forest. However, the sun still hung high above their heads, albeit with a somewhat deadened air, yet it was indeed afternoon.
Zilvra jumped down from the carriage and, after gently patting the mage's back, disappeared into the undergrowth. Macken the knight widened his eyes, hoping to be the first to spot the enemy. However, he still did not believe that anything in this area could pose a threat to them.
"What's in there that's making you so nervous?" Morgan stood in front of the mage, using his broad body to block the path between the forest and the mage: "Are the beastmen up to some trickery?"
"No, a lot of undead have appeared inside, at least, they look very much like undead," Lynch's words greatly surprised Macken the knight. The mage said, "But as long as everyone is careful, I can easily imprison all those things."
